(In collaboration with [@Letter Bee]) It would be night where Evelyn was, and the young woman would receive a message on her laptop computer, saying: [i]One last war, then you never have to fight again. If you want answers, open your window.[/i] And that was that. Reading the message, Evelyn was more than a little confused, and definitely suspicious about this message. She grabbed a pistol from a drawer and peered through the window, not yet opening it. Perhaps it was the veil of night, but there seemed to be nothing outside her window. She returned to the laptop and checked the message once more, it really had claimed she should open the window, though. After no more than a second of consideration, Evelyn walked up to the window and carfully opened the creaky old thing. Her motivation being a single, simple though; [i]What's the harm in checking?[/i] Entering through the window was a white raven, one which held a glossy note strapped to its left foot. Should Evelyn pick up the note, it would bear not a message, but a Coat of Arms* that, to Evelyn's magical senses, would glow with immense power. If she touched it, what would happen? As the white raven came swooping in, it started Evelyn and she stumbled backwards. It took a moment for her to notice the piece of paper tied to the raven's leg. A little hestitantly, Evelyn put down the gun and slowly reached for the raven's leg. She was surprised to find it stay so calm, not many birds did that. After grabbing the paper, she sat down on her bed with an exhausted sigh, she'd found the white raven a little disturbing and getting so close to it was something she'd only done reluctantly. As soon as she saw the note, she decided to try to channel it's power, by doing so, placing her hand on the coat of arms. A flash of light, and she would vanish, teleported by the spell contained in the note before her channeling could be finished. [b][i]Whitehall Palace - Best of Both Britains[/i][/b] Next Evelyn knew, she would be inside a wide, lavish, throne room decorated with silk and precious metals, with heavily-armed guards in modern special forces armor to each side. However, she would see that the 'main throne' of the room was of yet unoccupied, although there was a seat, carved out of blue stone, just below. On that lesser throne was seated a woman some years older than Evelyn, with red curly hair and bright grey, almost silver eyes. She was clad in a pure white gown interspersed with lace, pearls, diamonds and electrum**, along with boots of red velvet. Facing the Magic-user, the lady would then say, "Evelyn Henye, recently come to the status of Keyblader, greetings. My name is Catherine Stuart, Princess of Wales and a Princess of Heart - those are seperate titles, future Queen Regnant of the United Kingdom of Great Britain, and soon to be the first Catholic to rule over an Anglican country due to the Act of Settlement from the original timeline being avoided. And as I said, I need your help, and after that comes a life of peace." Perturbed by the change of surroundings, Evelyn was still taking in the sights as the queen started speaking. It's not the fact she was teleported that was so amazing to her, it was how the spell had been embedded into such a tiny piece of paper. At the mention of her name, Evelyn quickly turned to the one who had addressed her, who then introduced herself as queen... Of some inexistent nation, what madness. Still, Evelyn tried to not shoot down the idea just yet. She ran over the information given to her a few more times in her head, before saying, "I've never heard of England before. Could you perhaps explain what exactly it is you need me for?" "You're from another world; of course you wouldn't have," Catherine said. "Either way, I'm here to send you on a mission, a mission to save this entire Multiverse and ensure that my world has a role in the aftermath." She then glowed brightly, and visions would fill Evelyn's mind, visions she instinctively realized were truth. These visions were of the Origin of the Multiverse and its split from the Original Timeline, the Rise and Fall of the Old Keyblade Order, and the current crisis involving the Seven Princesses of Heart and the Thirteen Seekers of Darkness.*3 Finally, when the visions were finished, Catherine would say, "Forgive me my disrespect in showing you so much, so soon, but times are pressing. Will you aid me, and win peace in the end?" "What the..." Evelyn muttered, starting to develop a slight headache from the burst of information she'd just received. Her world suddenly felt small, which left her feeling rather uncomfortable. Still, ending war altogether was a necessity. "I'm not sure about fighting a war, but if it's possible to bring peace to everyone... I'll join your cause." A nod from Princess Catherine, before she said, "very well, I will teleport you to within the depths of Space Station 13, where some...allies will make an apperance." And with that, Evelyn would vanish once more. "Hey wait a second, isn't that dange--" Evelyn had tried to raise an objection, but was too late as she found herself in a hall within the space station. "--rous?" A little frustrated when she noticed her new surroundings, Evelyn immediately started looking for a place to hide and wait for the allies that would supposedly appear. "I'm a medic, damn it, not a soldier..." [hider=Notes] *https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Blason_Charles_Stuart_(1630-1685)_futur_Charles_II_d%27Angleterre.svg **https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Electrum *3 https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3821548 , and https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3821596 [/hider]